Naglfar

There will be no beauty
The secrets of the unborn
An angel's cries with it's shattered wings
The holy blood is spilled
I fell from grace, I fell into the
deepest abyss
The evocations wrath hit me like a fist
To burst out in scars of distant grief
The August flames swallowed me with
it's kiss
Never to be found is the key to purgatory
I felt the winds of death and it's fury
They approached from the halls of
sacred duty